Yu Wenhao frowned, "Who said the girl must suffer?"
Yuan Qing Ling took a deep breath and adjusted her prone posture, "Why don't you suffer? This is a patriarchal society. Women have no other way out except to marry a child. It is her life's career to serve her husband, but there are also competitors in this career. , You men, three wives and four concubines, have a lot of experience and don't know the true feelings."
Yuwen Hao was dumbfounded, what kind of theory is this
What career, what competitors? And why should he say that he doesn't know the truth
"Who said this king doesn't understand?" The scar on Yu Wenhao's brow bone was almost twisted.
"You know? Just when you finally got married to Chu Mingcui as you wish, would you not take a concubine all your life for her?" Yuan Qingling asked.
Yu Wenhao said coldly: "This king does not accept a concubine, what does it do to you? Also, what did you pull her in for?"
"Let's discuss and discuss, and you just say whether you want to stay away from concubine for her life."
"She is different from you, she knows the big picture."
"Yeah, knowing the truth, she will personally take care of your concubine, but what I ask is if you are willing to stay with her for a lifetime? If you don't, you don't love her at all." Yuan Qingling was right. With ancient men, you can finally pretend to be a love expert.
Although she doesn't watch love chicken soup, her assistant Amy sees that Amy likes to express all kinds of views on love in front of her.
Amy is a chubby graduate student, and has never been in a relationship so far, and the first kiss has not been sent yet.
But Amy was very optimistic. She said that one day she would meet that person, and then throw herself wholeheartedly like a harpoon.
After saying this, Yuan Qingling turned her head and continued to sleep.
Yu Wenhao was speechless.
He was very unconvinced. Who on earth said that loving someone must only live with that person for a lifetime? Concubine was originally meant to breed offspring, and had nothing to do with love.
It's not that he doesn't understand love, it's that you Yuan Qingling is too domineering.
Thinking of this, he was terrified. Didn't Yuan Qingling also say these things in front of his father
He wanted to ask her again, but he heard her breathing slowly and evenly, as if she was asleep.
Pig, he could still sleep in this situation, and he didn't tell him what his father said.
Yuan Qingling originally only wanted to squint for a while, but in this sleep, he slept for two hours.
After waking up, they saw Xu Yi and Tang Yang sitting by the door guarding, both of them were silent.
Looking sideways at Yu Wenhao, he fell asleep, with the light of a yellow candle shining on his face, and the scar was not so hideous and terrifying because of his calm sleeping face. It was slightly swollen and the situation seemed to be improving.
She reached out and touched his forehead, her temperature was a little bit higher, and it was not a big problem.
She breathed a sigh of relief, and her mind gradually became clear.
It is hard to imagine that a few days ago, he could not wait to kill her, but now they can lie on the same bed peacefully.
Thinking of his cold expression before, Yuan Qingling couldn't help but fight a cold war. She knew that the two people were able to make peace like this because the crisis in the palace affected them. However, once this matter passed, they would definitely Change back to the tense one before.
Thinking of this, Yuan Qingling couldn't calmly sleep with him on the same bed, got out of the bed, and walked out tiptoe.
Tang Yang lowered his voice and asked, "Where is the princess going?"
Yuan Qingling said softly: "I'll go out and get some air, and I'll be back soon."
"The princess don't go around, just walk around here. The guards in the palace are tight, and the guards don't know the princess, so they may be injured by mistake."
"I see." Yuan Qingling answered, pushing the door to go out.
Out of the hall, she took a deep breath. There was a night watch eunuch outside. Seeing Yuan Qingling came out, she didn't step forward to stop her, but bowed to salute.
Yuan Qingling asked, "What time is it?"
"Back to the princess, the first time has passed."
Yuan Qing Ling walked down, wind lanterns hung in front of the corridor, illuminating the yard with glare and mist.
She didn't go far, and when she got out of the yard, she sat down under a magnolia tree.
Wan Lai was all silent.
The sound of insects and frogs screamed into her ears, and Yuan Qingling closed her eyes and enjoyed the gift of nature.
For a moment, she slowly opened her eyes and looked at the grass next to her in amazement. She actually understood the sounds of insects and frogs.
Being able to understand Fubao's words has already shocked her. Now she can even understand the communication of insects and frogs. What is going on? She is dead? Is she a lone soul? Is there really a ghost in this world
Yuan Qingling suddenly felt the horrible aura circling her head in the darkness in the distance. She was flustered in her heart, got up, and walked into the hall like being chased by a ghost.
Tang Yang and Xu Yi were taken aback by her rough footsteps. They looked up at her and saw her crawling on the bed in a panic, lifted the quilt, and got in.
Yu Wenhao was awakened and opened his eyes to look at her. Seeing that her face was pale and panting, she couldn't help but frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"
Yuan Qingling leaned against him, "Scared!"
"What are you afraid of?" Yu Wenhao was taken aback, feeling her body trembling, she was really scared.
With her head buried under the quilt, her mind was in confusion, and she felt fear for no reason, fear of the unknown.
A cold hand held her trembling hand!
The palm of the hand is rough, the fingers are slender, and he holds it tightly, using his only strength.
Yuan Qingling felt that that hand seemed to have endless power, and pulled her floating heart down, pressed it, and firmly held it in his hand.
She never thought that he would make such a heart-warming move. She thought he would laugh and despise.
She slowly exposed her head, her two panicked eyes became dark and quiet, and her whole person looked very soft and well-behaved.
Yu Wenhao unexpectedly tugged at the bottom of his heart, and then he felt a touch of sorrow and pain as if being bitten by an ant.
The arms were pressed together again, Yuan Qingling indulged herself because of the horror in her heart, sucking hard, sucking this brief sense of solidity.
"What's the matter?" Yu Wenhao asked.
Yuan Qingling's voice was a little choked, "I'm homesick."
Originally it was just a perfunctory reason, but after the words homesickness were said, a deep sorrow and homesickness surged into my heart, like dense clouds condensed, and her nose was sour, she buried her face on his arm, tears slipping. Out.
Since I came here, there has been a series of pains, and there is almost no stopping moment. The harsh environment makes her unable and daring to cry freely, as if crying, weakness will breed from the bottom of her heart and swallow her whole person.
No one can rely on here, she has no qualifications for weakness.
She could only convince herself that she was the best and the smartest since she was still the tadpole. Her IQ was as high as 180, and there was nothing she couldn't deal with.
However, at this moment, in front of the enemy, she had to allow herself to weaken.
Yu Wenhao felt the wetness of her arm and the twitching of her shoulders, homesick? Maybe it was. After all, I heard from Tang Yang that her mother's family had seldom contacted since they knew she had fallen out of favor.
However, she was never crying because she was homesick, she was scared.